Whoosh!
As soon as the voice fell, the little black dragon jumped out of Luo Zheng''s arms and hissed at Wang Nian.
"Little snake? This is your pet? You let me fight with it. What if I accidentally beat it into meat sauce?" Wang Nian stared at the little snake with a disdainful face.
"Hissing!"
The spirit of the little black dragon was amazing. When he heard that Wang Nian despised it, his anger flashed in his golden eyes and hissed, and his body immediately expanded.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the little black dragon seemed to blow air, turned into a python ten feet long, opened his big mouth, and bit Wang Nian like lightning.
"Mother, this is a monster!" Wang Nian quickly fell to the ground to avoid a terrible blow.
A trace of cunning flashed through the little black dragon''s golden eyes. At the moment when Wang Nian avoided, the giant tail swept across.
The wind is like a whip!
Bang!
Wang Nian was firmly swept, flew out directly, knocked a large spherical hole into the wall and inlaid it on the wall.
"It''s agreed that we two will fight. How can you make such a monster and want to kill me!"
Wang Nian grinned with pain and was wronged like a little daughter-in-law. He was beaten miserably.
"Hey, hey, you can''t even fight the little black dragon. You still want to fight me. Now you know how powerful it is."
Luo Zheng secretly laughed and finally hit the fat man''s arrogance.
"Fortunately, I can resist it. It''s strange if others don''t get killed."
Wang Nian looked at the little black dragon with lingering fear.
"Hey, hey, you''re wrong. The little black dragon is the strength of the internal organs. If you don''t stay strong, you''ve been beaten into meat cakes."
Luo Zheng smiled and was also secretly shocked in his heart. Wang Nian got rid of the tail by the little black dragon, and at least 30 or 40% of his strength. He got up at once, just like no one else, "this fat man''s physical tenacity is much stronger than me."
"This move is so cool. It''s used to test the spirits of Yin people. Who can think of a little snake? It''s a monster in the solid dirty environment. It''s so bullying!"
Wang Nian gnashed his teeth and was envious.
"Well, then I won''t bully you, little black dragon. Just watch it. Let me beat the fat man and convince him."
Luo Zheng grinds his teeth and walks towards the year of the king.
"Forget it, you pervert, I don''t know you fight. Who knows what means you have to hide."
Wang Nian quickly waved his hand and saw Luo Zheng''s treacherous smile. He knew that he would not fall well and would be deceived there.
"Ha ha, you know now. With your current strength, although there is no problem entering the challenge arena, it is impossible to pass the examination of the five saints. You will be finished if you meet the top 20 strong ones on the five saints potential list. Unless you can refine the Shangqing marrow tonifying pill and break through the dirty refining environment..."
Luo Zheng said.
"Well, although I still have three days to leave the challenge group war, I should be able to refine some pills at the speed of refining pills. In short, I''ll try my best to attack the dirty refining environment."
Wang Nian looked dignified.
"You should refine the xuangui golden blood pill first and raise your accomplishments to the peak of changing marrow." Luo Zheng took out the pill and threw it away.
"Give it all to me? What can you do?" Wang Nian hesitated.
"Don''t worry, I naturally have a way." Luo Zheng smiled faintly. The energy contained in these two pills may enable Wang Nian to break through the dirty refining environment, but for him, it is far from enough.
"I won''t say thank you. Anyway, in the future, fat master will be your man and death will be your ghost."
Wang Nian pretended to squeeze out a few tears.
"Fuck you."
Luo Zheng kicked him in the ass.
Wang Nian screamed and said no more. He took out the Black Turtle golden blood pill, swallowed it, and sat on the ground to practice.
Luo Zheng hid the little black dragon in his arms and went out of the cultivation room.
In the big tent of the five beast army, a handsome young man, with black armor, cold face and strong breath all over his body.
"In the physical strength assessment, the first year of the king, the achievement of changing the state of marrow cultivation was 150000 Jin! This year of the king is a child of the second-rate family. It''s incredible that he should cultivate his physical body to this level!"
The black armour youth was shocked with the results of this assessment in his hand.
"Oh, 150000 Jin! This son has never heard of it before. He has such terrible power!"
Below, several men dressed in instructors'' clothes also have a face that they can''t believe.
Normally speaking, the physical strength of the martial arts in the medullary state is about 50000 kg, and the excellent ones will not exceed 80000 kg.
The strength of the year of the king is three times that of those who change the state of the marrow. It''s really shocking.
"Luo Zheng, the second, weighs 99100 Jin. He''s only 100 Jin more than Zhao Feng, the third. It''s good luck."
"It''s the wolf camp again! The physical strength of nearly 100000 Jin is really good. It''s rare to put it in previous years."
"The wolf camp used to be extremely rotten. This time, it was a little unexpected. It even occupied the first two places."
Several instructors discussed.
"Well, this Luo Zheng only has the cultivation of quenching blood!"
"What!"
All the instructors opened their eyes!